Yesha Callahan

The Good Son

Around 2:30 a.m. this morning, my son came into my bedroom to check up on me. He knew before I laid down to go to sleep I wasn’t feeling well. At first he scared the crap out of me because while I was asleep he reached out and touched me on the forehead, so I woke up startled. In his hand he had a cup of apple juice for me. I really didn’t want anything to drink, but I took it just so he would know he was appreciated.

For the record, my son is 9 years old. For the past few weeks he has literally taken care of me. He’s made sure I didn’t have to do anything extra around the house. He’s been a constant fixture in my room and made sure I knew he was there to help me. Today when I woke up, he asked if I needed him to stay atFootball Card home with me today. For the past two weeks, he hasn’t gone to his day camp and really haven’t had any ‘kiddie’ time with his friends, besides his cousin. He was already dressed, so I knew he was anxious to walk to his camp.

“Of course you can go, Jaden”, is what I told him.

I gave him one of the biggest hugs I think I’ve ever given him. It still amazes me how mature and caring  he is for his age. This boy will give you the shirt off  his back if you needed it. Now, believe me, we have had our moments. They usually happen when he gets a little too smart mouthed. But I can say he gets it honestly.

Most people ask me or assume that my son is spoiled because he’s an only child. Not hardly. He’s far from greedy and rarely asks for anything. For his birthday this past May, I asked him what did he want and he told me just a bike. I asked if that was all he wanted and he said yes. For Christmas, once again I asked him what did he want, and he went online and pulled up a watch that was only $12.00. When he asks for a new video game, he always makes sure he has the money to buy it, another game to take as a trade in, or asks the salesperson if they have a used/cheaper version.

These past few weeks have shown me that everyday my son is growing up, not only physically (at 5’1 & 125 lbs..he definitely isn’t the average 9 yr old) but mentally and becoming more independent. I couldn’t ask for a greater kid!

  1. July 14, 2008 - Reply

    That’s good parenting for ya!
    When I call you mami, it’s going to have a WHOLE new meaning.
    By the way: I want a pony!!!

    • July 14, 2008 - Reply


      Yeah, well when I get the Bentley Flying Spur, you can get your pony!

  2. July 14, 2008 - Reply

    Already raising the BOY to be a GOOD MAN…Keep it up…

  3. July 14, 2008 - Reply

    What a sweet-heart!!! I can only hope that my brother, soon to be 8, will get some ack-right in his system and stop being so selfish all the time. It’s very refreshing when kids are helpful and mature at such a young age. My little brother is such a brat sometimes!

  4. July 14, 2008 - Reply

    Wow, I know that you are a proud mother!! You are raising a wonderful boy that will continue to grow into a wonderful man.

  5. July 14, 2008 - Reply

    looks like a fine young man
    mine is

  6. July 15, 2008 - Reply

    THIS is an awesome post. And it’s not hard to believe that your son is that awesome. 🙂 This makes even ME smile.

  7. July 15, 2008 - Reply

    By the way – your new layout looks really, really awesome. 🙂 I LOVE this one a great deal more.

  8. July 19, 2008 - Reply

    Having a considerate child makes life so much
    more bearable. Such a blessing. BTW, I like
    your new layout too.

  9. July 21, 2008 - Reply

    Other than Jawan, Jaden is my new favorite kid! lmao!! I’m LOVING that uniform!!!
    It’s hard raising a son as a single mother..there are so many things that we can’t teach them about being a man or how to look at things from a man’s perspective. But from what you just said about lil man taking care of you, he’s definitely on the right track!

    • July 21, 2008 - Reply


      Hmmm.. now I wonder why you love that uniform? LOL!
      I’m hoping with my hard work and diligence he stays on that track!

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